Hillary

This past week in Santo Spirito has yet again provided some interesting experiences. First off, it is mating season for the pigeons--meaning that they are insane. They walk all around the piazza cooing at each other all day long, searching for "the right one." As for human activity, it was pretty quiet. One of my visits this week was on trash day, so the majority of the people I saw walking around were collecting garbage from the stores and streets. There were heaps of vegetables thrown to the sides of the roads, broken down cardboard boxes, and mountains of trash bags. As I was watching the trash collectors, I thought again about the 'theme' I've become obsessed with, which is how traces of things and people stay (or don't stay...) in a place. The garbage workers were removing all kinds of things from the piazza, erasing all evidence of human interaction with the space. I'm planning on going back tonight, maybe some trash will have made its way back into the streets..

As for my project, my plan is to do a photo collage of the piazza area with an overlay drawing / painting / outline / not exactly sure yet what it will be-- of how I imagine or have seen things come to be in the space.